running refugee

I dreamt that myself and another woman were trying to escape our country. We also had a young boy with us. Escaping didn't mean so much of a better life though. In the next country we had to hide who we were, or they would send us back. We were lucky that we didn't look or sound any different than the neighboring country, but we still had a different culture, so we had to be careful. There was one last border we had to cross. It was a dangerous one with a fence on one side... a fast moving man made canal that was bordered by cement walls on either side. If you were to jump to the other side, you had to make it through barbed wire and it was the only thing you could grab hold of at the end of the jump. First the girl went and made it fine. I could hear her saying something to the boy... to jump, but then she said in order to make it, he had to swim to the bottom and it would be easier. She was basically asking him to drown himself. He followed her orders and he never came back up. I was in shock that she would do such a thing, but I knew she felt he would hold  us back. I couldn't deal with this now. Right now we had to make it across and then try to blend in before curfew.  I made it across and we went towards the town. The streets were busy with people needing to get to this place or that, with only a couple of carts selling things on the street. You weren't allowed to just stroll...all citizens had to work.  I saw a heavy man, a guard or police man and he noticed me. I don't know where the girl went and I didn't care.  I just knew I had to do some fast talking to not be put away.